The world-famous Poison Skill practiced by the Poison King is certainly a peerless skill that is unparalleled in the world, but the Poison King's own cultivation is still shallow, and the Poison Skill itself has not yet reached a state of great success. It has been overloaded during this period, and it is also about to go away.
To the point of collapse; but he persisted.
Maybe this battle is the last battle.
It's a pity that he failed to live up to His Majesty's wishes and reappeared in the world of poisonous magic, but he didn't wait until the day when it would shock the mortal world...
A fierce wind blew suddenly from a distant place.
It was a killing aura that looked down from afar.
In the distance, a voice sounded loudly.
"attack!"
That was the voice of the Tiger of Dreams.
The momentum in the distance began to surge wildly, and there were surging winds and clouds in all directions.
However, the word "attack" was not only an order to the people in Guizhen Pavilion, but also had a vigilant effect on everyone in Junge Pavilion.
All the people in the Monarch's Pavilion, whether they could move or not, whether they should move or not, all tried their best to stand up straight at this moment.
There was no trace of timidity, weakness, or discouragement in everyone's eyes, but instead they were filled with the hottest fire.
bring it on!
It belongs to the Monarch Pavilion, so why bother fighting!
Everyone stood up with all their strength and puffed out their chests.
The people of the Sovereign Pavilion are kings in life and death!
Even death cannot be humiliated!
This is what the monarch said!
This is our last chance to perform, how can we take it lightly!
…
The boundless murderous aura in the distance surrounded it from all directions, and there was not even a single omission on this piece of land that was no less than three thousand miles in radius.
Obviously, the other party has decided to block all escape routes for everyone in the Monarch Pavilion!
No chance of survival, only death!
Reinforcements from Guizhen Pavilion have arrived, and the ones arriving are not the 15,000 people in the original intelligence, but 50,000 people!
With an army of 50,000, there were less than 3,000 remaining soldiers to surround and suppress the emperor's pavilion.
The advantages and disadvantages of both sides are out of proportion and it is clear!
The opponent's progress is not fast, or even very slow, but his momentum is getting stronger and stronger.
Obviously, the other party's advancing speed was intentional, in order to gradually amplify the psychological shadow on the Monarch Pavilion.
Chihuo let out a long roar, and suddenly appeared on the top of the mountain with a flash of fire.
"Belongs to the Sovereign Pavilion!"
"exist!"
"I am Chihuo here to inquire! Today, brothers, who is willing to accompany me to fight to the death!?"
"I!"
"I!"
"I!"
"..."
Everyone stood up and shouted at the same time, their voices were strong or weak, and many people's voices were extremely weak, but no matter how small their voices were, their momentum was not weak at all, especially their fighting spirit, which was unparalleled!
Chihuo laughed heartily and seemed extremely happy!
Just at this moment, an indifferent voice from the distance came from far away: "Chi Huo, I never thought that you could be so heroic when you are about to die. You are worthy of your reputation as one of the seven-color gods. Although you have already fallen behind,
After all, you should not be underestimated, just because of your arrogance, you are considered a person!"
This indifferent voice was mixed with endless ridicule and sarcasm.
Chihuo laughed and said, "What are you doing?"
There were only four words in one sentence, but everyone in the Sovereign Pavilion laughed heartily.
Okay, what are you doing?
Chi Huo's words immediately silenced the other party, leaving him speechless for a long time.
I'm in decline, I'm behind the times, even if it's true, are you doing stupid things?
I am here to mobilize my people, I am mobilizing my brothers to fight to the death, what are you doing?
The voice on the other side was full of murderous intent: "Chihuo, even now, don't you dare to come out and fight me?! Are you still going to be a coward until you die?"
Chi Huo laughed loudly: "Who do you think you are? You have no idea what kind of person I am, Chi Huo. You want to use such a sentence to stir up my Chi Huo to fight to the death with you? You, a nameless rat, can't help but think so.
Isn’t it so beautiful? Although I, Chihuo, have no intention of going back alive today, I also don’t have any intention of fighting with you. My mission today is to kill the bastards of your Guizhen Pavilion to my heart’s content! I can kill ten thousand, but I will never kill only nine thousand.
!”
Chi Huo's voice was full of murderous intent and teasing: "At this time, do you want to fight alone with you just because of your whim? I really don't know if you are mentally ill, or do you think I am mentally ill?"
The man opposite said angrily: "You are capable of killing my people, how can it be that I am not capable of killing yours? With your status as Chihuo, you actually said such words. You are really shameless and willing to degenerate!"
Chi Huo laughed: "It seems that your brain is really sick! My brothers are all here. No matter whether you kill them or not, they will try their best to hold you back and create opportunities for me to kill a few more
Your people! Especially since you came here on your own now, hahaha, we can’t ask for more!"
All the brothers laughed loudly together: "Haha... Yes, we can't ask for it! You clueless bastard, if you have the guts, come over and give it a try! See if the grandpas will be scared, and see who will die in the end!"
The voice of the man opposite suddenly disappeared, but his murderous intent became stronger and stronger.
The other party knew that Chihuo had seen through their plot. Now, although the people in the Monarch Pavilion had become turtles in the urn and could not escape, the outcome was doomed. But the manpower he brought was also the backbone of the Guizhen Pavilion.
If Chi Huo had risked his life and targeted these people regardless of the cost, then before the world-famous Chi Huo Lord died, thousands of his own people would have to be buried with him.
Even if Chihuo finally gives up reincarnation and explodes in a way that destroys his soul, then this number will further increase.
His original plan was to draw the red fire out and combine the power of several immortal cultivators on his side to trap the red fire in a specific area. Even if the red fire exploded by itself at that time, several people on his side would join forces to forcibly block the space.
Several people on our side will not be injured, but they will not be in danger of death, and they will not even be seriously injured!
But I didn't expect that the Red Fire Lord, who has always been fiery in nature, would not be fooled, and even bluntly said that he would deliberately target ordinary cultivators of his own. This is nothing more than leading the situation to the direction that is most unfavorable to Guizhen Pavilion. Isn't it
This is something people in Guizhen Pavilion would love to see!
"In this case, if any one of you counts, let's all die!" The man was silent for a moment, then said this, and then waved his hand.
The army from Guizhen Pavilion suddenly accelerated its march.
The clouds suddenly parted, and the Guizhen Pavilion army suddenly appeared on the battlefield.
Chi Huo clasped his hands behind his back and looked calmly at the enemy in the sky, his face was calm and his expression was free and easy.
"Brothers, the last chance to make money is here. Let's see who can make more money. This opportunity must not be missed and will not come back again. If you miss it, you won't have it!"
Chihuo roared loudly, but it revealed everyone's thoughts.
After Chi Huo said these words, the mountains below suddenly roared and the tsunami roared, and everyone responded.
"Yes, kill!"
"Killing one is enough, killing two is enough to earn one! Brothers, let's see who makes the most money later..."
"Who dares to bet with me? In the underworld, honor your bet!"
"I bet with you, whoever loses will have to call me brother!"
"I'll bet too, I'm one of them!"
"And I also bet that my brother must be mine!"
One by one, men, with scars all over their bodies, stood out in awe, charging straight into the sky with fierce momentum.
In the clouds, a man in golden armor stared at the people below with cold eyes, and waved his hand lightly: "Get ready!"
Behind them, everyone drew their bows and nocked arrows.
The arrow is on the string!
The cold arrow tip was aimed at the people in the Monarch Pavilion who could hardly move below.
With one command, thousands of arrows were fired.
God-killing arrow!
This is the biggest killer weapon in a group battle outside the world of mortals!